Silent
by Nowa1
Summary: This is story of Silent, OC created by this iz my username, my version. Obi-Wan has a new padawan, best friend of Ahsoka Tano. Silent doesn't talk and is very short but that doesn't mean she is good-hearted, shy girl. Quite the opposite actually. Please read and review.
1. Chapter 1

**Star wars belong to G. Lucas ... or/and to Disney...**

**Author's note : This is how I imagine the story "Silent" myself. A friend of mine is helping me with it so I hope there won't be many mistakes.**

My name's Cami, but nobody but me knows that. They call me Silent because I don't talk. Since I can remember I haven't said a single word. I don't know how my voice sound. When all the other kids were saying "Mama" and "Dada" I was staying silent. I think that I didn't cried or wimpered much too and that was the reason my mom thought I was a mute so she abandoned me. Birth defects are not allowed where I come from. I was an only child, the oldest kid of the royal family. Yeah, you heard me right, I'm a princess. If I had talked then I would have inherited the throne and all the riches in the kingdom. I CAN talk, I just prefer to stay quiet. Talking leads to anger and frustration. I saw this when my mom and dad were talking. They always ended up angry. I could feel it through the force.

I was 1 and 1/2 years old when my mom left me outside of a field to die. I remember every second of it, though I think I shouldn't. That was where a padawan found me. He was there with his master but had gone on a walk away from camp. That was ten years ago. Now I'm a jedi youngling that's about to be a jedi padawan. Master Windu said Master Kenobi would be teaching me. Of course I just nodded. I think that's why I'm Windu's favorite padawan. I don't talk back. Before heading to Master Kenobi I dropped in on my friend Ahsoka. Her master is my future master's old padawan.

When I walked into her room she joked, "Hey Silent! Talk to me!" I grinned at her. It was our normal greeting. Being friends since she arrived at the temple at age three, we could read each other's emotions easier then our own. Ahsoka instantly knew I was excited and immediately knew I got a master. She smiled and hugged me. Ahsoka is thirteen so she's about a foot taller than me. (I'm REALLY short for someone who's eleven.) She let me go and asked, "Who is it?" I symbolized a beard and Ahsoks got it right away, "Master Kenobi?" I nodded and she was surprised. Did she not know he wanted a padawan or something? Probably. "Master Kenobi never said he wanted a new padawan." She said. Yup, I was right. I shrugged. Maybe he was being assigned to me. He wouldn't be back from his mission for an hour or so. I just stayed in Ahsoka's room for a few minutes then headed over towards Hallway 13.

Hallway 13 was where me and the other members of the Ninja Club practiced. It consisted of a 15 year old boy padawan, a 12 year old girl padawan, a 9 year old boy youngling, the 9 year old's twin sister of the same rank, and me. Us five train with shirikas, katanas, numbchucks, knives, and bowstaffs. We also improve our hand-to-hand combat. Since I'm the only one who can sew I made us black suits with face covers. Mine has a gold tiara on the front, the fifteen-year-old has a red katana, the twelve year has a silver shirika, and the twins have white knives. My crown symbolizes me being a princess but the others think it's because I'm the leader and founder. I heard about ninjas from a traveler that I met at a store. Ninjas sound so cool! So I started the club. Hallway 13 is deserted and only leads to a small closet, where we hid a fake wall that has our wepons hidden behind it. Nobody ever comes here. I know Ahsoka is my friend but we already have too many members. Ninjas are supposed to be quiet and Ahsoka talks a lot.

Today we were working on fitting through small spaces. I can fit through anything my head can but the girl older than me has to have more room. I DO NOT want to go through puberty! Ahsoka says I will have to but I just stick my tongue out at her. Maybe if I lose enough weight then I'll be too skinny to go through… it. Anyway, we tried to travel through the air ducts but only me and the twins could. I was able to spy on one of the masters medatating and I saw another master kissing somebody. When that happened I almost fell out of the air duct. A master kissing somebody? Now I've seen everything!

After my trip through the twilight zone I noticed it was time for me to meet Master Kenobi. I dropped out of the air duct just as the ship landed. I watched Master Windu talk to Master Kenobi about me (Probably my name) then call me over. I ran over and looked up at my new master. He gave me a kind smile and said, "I'm Obi-wan Kenobi, your new master." I nodded and smiled back, my pitch black hair falling into my stormy grey eyes. Windu explained, "Silent doesn't talk, hence the name." I grinned sheepishly. Obi-wan said, "Ah, okay. Silent, let's go to the training room, I want to see how good you are." When he wasn't looking I grinned. With my own grip I'm unbeatable. Sometimes I beat some of the knights.

We arrived at the training room and got out some training lightsabers. I wanted to show him how good I am and concentrate as hard as I can. He lunged first and I blocked then did a move I created. I twisted my lightsaber around his and pressed downward. His lightsaber fell out of his hands and to the ground. Everybody who hadn't seen me spar dropped what they were holding and their eyes went wide. I grinned at their expressions but it wasn't the first time I beat somebody within a few seconds. My technique was very unique and someone who hadn't met it before, usually ended up failing. My master kept looking from my lightsaber to his to his hand. It was really funny! I had forgotten how fun it was to do that. Master Obi-wan shook his head and muttered something about being out of practice. One of the kids who trains a lot yelled, "Silent! Why did you go easy on him?" My master look at me taken aback, "That was going easy?" I shrugged and smiled.

I handed my master back his practice lightsaber and motioned for us to continue sparring. He stood up and lunged again. This time he was ready for my moves and I have to say he win almost instantly. Luckily I had some aces up sleeve. But before I used them he hit my lightsaber's hilt so it fell. I didn't expect him to learn that fast and chided myself for underestimate my opponent. This time it was him who smiled" I have to say you are really as talented as master Windu told me. I'm going to go to my quarters, you can do whatever you want… that's legal." I nodded and ran off to find Ahsoka and tell her (In my own way) about what happened.

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	2. Chapter 2

**Star wars belong to G. Lucas ... or/and to Disney...**

**Author's note : This is how I imagine the story "Silent" myself. A friend of mine is helping me with it so I hope there won't be many mistakes. **

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Ahsoka laughed really hard when I acted out my master's face when I disarmed him. I love making Ahsoka laugh. She's my best friend and sort of like a sister to me. Then I was hit with a wave of pain from my constant headache. That made Ahsoka stop laughing and say, "Silent, you should see if you can get that headache checked out. It might be serious." I shook my pounding head. I don't want anyone to know about the headache. They'll probably overreact. I want the headache to stop though, it hurts more than a blaster to the head at some points. Suddenly I felt a little dizzy so I sat down on the floor in the hallway Ahsoka and I were in. Ahsoka grabbed my arm and pulled me up. She said, "I'm taking you to the med bay." I tried to pull away from her death grip but Ahsoka is really strong.

After a few minutes filled with me struggling and Ahsoka pulling me we arrived in the med bay. Still holding my arm, Ahsoka asked the guy at the front desk if I could see a healer, all the while I was glaring at her. The healer finally came in and took some of my blood to test for any diseases. Even after an hour I was still glaring at Ahsoka. She put her hands up and protested, "You have been having a single headache for weeks and you collapsed in the hallway a few minutes ago. You need medical attention." I gave up and slumped backwards in the seat. If Ahsoka is determined then there is no getting out of it. "Finally!" Ahsoka said. I did the mature thing and stuck out my tongue at her.

Then the healer came back with the test results. He asked us to come with him to another cabinet. The healer took a deep breath an told me, "I'm sorry but you have cancer." My eyes went wide. Cancer? Wow, just when things were looking my way. The medic continued, "To cure it you're going to have to get chemotherapy. It will make you tired, nautious, and bald." Bald? It took my whole life to grow my hair this long! It's down to my waist. I guess I could deal with being bald. But what about the nautious thing? Wouldn't my master be suspicious about me puking a lot? I mean, jedi are pretty observent."I'll have to tell your guardian about it. Cancer is not something one can handle on their own." What? No way. I'm not a child! I won't let my master babysit me. "Who is your guardian and how can I contact him?" I 'told' Ahsoka that master Kenobi is not to be disturbed now but I will inform him and she translate it to a medic. He didn't look content with this but didn't say anything. The jedi were quite busy in this times. Medic reached for some datapad and give it to me. "That's a fully list of consequences of chemioterapy. If your master is so busy you as ten years old can agree to this. Then we will proceed. The first session isn't very invasive and side effects that are in datapad are really rare." I showed Ahsoka to tell medic that I am ELEVEN years old but she ignored me and look herself at the list. Sometimes it's really unnerving that I can't speak myself.

After reading datapad I nodded to the healer and he sat me down on couch and put an IV in my arm. He injected the chemo stuff into the IV. It hurt a lot and Ahsoka could sense that. She started talking to me to distract me from the pain. She started telling me about what happened when her master heard his old master was getting a new padawan, "Anakin was surprised at first then he started to complain about being replaced. He said that Obi-wan was just getting back at him for being a bad padawan." I smiled. For the rest of the time Ahsoka kept me unaware of the pain by telling stories about all the times she had with Anakin. Ahsoka had been his padawan for a couple months and they always got into the most interesting of arguments. One time Ahsoka and him argued over who got the last cookie. Ahsoka won of course by playing the age card. Soon the IV was empty and Ahsoka and I left the med bay.

I was already feeling really dizzy when I got to my room. I told Ahsoka that I will write master Kenobi information about my sickness on datapad. Uhh, I have to think now how to hide my illness. I hope Ahsoka won't met with Obiwan anytime soon. The medic had said that I'd have to come in about once a week for the next year but gave me a portable self-administering chemo kit. It was half as strong as normal chemotherapy and I could use it only in extreme situations. For example, when a diplomatic mission extend. Diplomatic. That is a type of missions I can, in medic opinion, assist. The only type. Oh, well not that I take it to heart very much. I can do many more things than others can, but it is a reason for keeping cancer as secret.

That was when I got a great idea on how to cover up the baldness. When Ahsoka left I grabbed a pair of scissors. With the scissors I cut my hair down to just above my shoulder. Well as I think about it now a padawans can't have a longer hair. I took the clipped off hair and wove it on a net, which created a took me some time but the results were just fine. The wig was exactly the same leingh as my hair was right now. Once my hair started to thin out I would shave it all off and wear the wig until all my hair grew back. For now until I shaved my head I'll wear my black hooded jacket. My padawan braid was so much longer than my hair is now that I made it into a headband that kept the hair out of my face. Then I suddenly got more tired than I'd ever felt in my life and collapsed onto my bed. I felt the chemotherapy too. It was like small fire inside me. Still, I was too exhausted to care in that moment.

The next morning I awoke to being splashed in the face with cold water. I shot up out of bed and saw Ahsoka standing there. She said, "Obi-wan is looking for you. It's 10:00 AM." 10:00! I slept for 18 hours then! Darn it! I'm still sleepy. But I pulled myself out of bed. I fell asleep in my clothes and they aren't wrinkled or smelly so I just slung on my backpack and ran out the door. Ahsoka had told me Obi-wan was in a mission briefing room and asked me if I told him. I shook my head. I couldn't lie to her so easily. She sighed,"Next time remember about it."

When I got to mission briefing room my master said, "You're just in time. We were about to start." I smiled in relief. The last thing I would want is to be late. The mission was taking over a small seperatist base on Yavin. I had to stand on my tiptoes to see over the table. One of my clone friends from Obi-wan's troops asked, "Having trouble seeing, Short Stuff?" I stuck my tongue out at him and he laughed. He grabbed a box from the corner of the room and placed it next to the table. I climbed onto the box and could finally see easily. On the table was a holographic map of the area around the base. There were a bunch of trees surrounding a metal bunker. Obi-wan explained how he and I would make a distraction while a few select clones would get in the back door. Great, I get a babysitter.

The ride over there was awkwardly silent until one of the clones asked how I would communicate over comlink when I was let off the short leash. I thought for a second then got a great idea. I pulled some wires and spare metal from my backpack. I'm a bit of a genious when it comes to stuff like this. By the time we landed I had created a comlink with several phrases set into it like 'yes, master' and 'Do I have to?'. I fastened it to my wrist. It looked like a chrono and had 24 buttons. Just for show I added hands to tell the time. I showed it to Obi-wan and he nodded approvingly. I guess he doesn't talk much either. We all hopped off the ship and got ready to attack the base.

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	3. Chapter 3

**Star wars belong to G. Lucas ... or/and to Disney...**

**Author's note : This is how I imagine the story "Silent" myself. A friend of mine is helping me with it so I hope there won't be many mistakes. **

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The battlefield was hectic. The droids were everywhere. Dead bodies littered the ground and the ground was stained red in some places. For a small base there were lots of droids. Obi-wan exclaimed, "I thought this was going to be a small attack!" One of the clones said, "Sir, there were more droids then we expected. We're loosing troops!" I just ignited my lightsaber, blocking a bolt that would have killed my master. He looked up and said, "Good job... uh, why not you go help the troops." I nodded and ran toward the fighting. The training missions were nothing like this. This was more fun! I blocked every bullet and sent it flying back towards the droid that fired it. Then I started counting. But when my master appeared. He helped me kill the remainding fifty droids. Unfair! The fifty droids were mine and only mine! Since he can't "speak" my sign language I couldn't rub it in his face. I wish I could talk now. I guess since I haven't spoken yet it created some sort of mental block that makes me not be able to speak. I'm not mute, I just have a mental problem. I will have to add to my chrono the phrase "That's MINE".

Well I didn't have to wait for more droids. There were hundreds of them. But still... it was my fifty, and because of his appearing I forgot how many droids I destroyed before! One of clones came to me and hid behind me. I saw through corner of my eye darkening stain on white armor and felt my stomach clench. Not only droids were 'killed'. Sure I saw dead bodies on our way, but this clone was from my legion. Grey symbols on armor left no doubt. My lightsaber block most of the bolts and gave a soldier something like shield. I stopped attacking then and concentrate on sending lasers towards droids. I lost my master from sight. He could be behind some tree since I still could feel his aura near.

Soon trooper regain his strenght and started destroying droids along with me. His moves were limited but I saw that he don't need my shield and jump in the worst of fight. I love the way it feels. The adrenaline rushing in your veins. Chaos yet order. You are forgetting about the world. After training missions some of my teachers said that I shouldn't be so excited about fight, that I should be determined but calm. But how I can be calm in such madness? It's either live or die! I saw my master and run up to him.

My master turned to me and said, "Your lightsaber is... unusual." I'm sure he meant creepy. I look at it meantime deflecting the occasional shot. We were winning. My 'saber is purple with white strips on it. I have no idea how that happened. Lightsabers aren't supposed to have a pattern. They are supposed to be one color. The younglings in my class laughed at the pattern because it looked like something a clown would have so I shoved the closest one and he fell into three of the others. I was on cleaning duty for the next few weeks but it was worth it. Cleaning isn't so bad if you pour the water on the floor and skate around using the brushes. I don't understood younglings from my class. I thought that my lightsaber was just unique. But before the matter with clown 'sabers I always was getting along better with younglings or padawans that I met in training rooms. Maybe because they saw me in action or maybe there wasn't any rule.

We moved on toward the base. Then even more droids came out. I smiled wider. Now the real fun can start! Bullets rained upon me and my master but I deflected most of them. Obi-wan smiled at me. "What a luck I have with padawans... always first to fight. Save energy for later."

One of the clones that went inside the base said over the comlink, "Charges have been set. We're ready to blow it up."

"Good. Get out here and ignite it."

"Yes sir."

The clones filed out of the base and we all took cover. With a press of a button the base exploded in a fireball. Debris flew everywhere! Somehow the tree I was hiding behind wasn't sufficent in keeping the scrapmetal away and some burried itself in my side. Now I know why clone choose me rather than tree as shield, though lightsaber wouldn't do much more in this situation. The pain was intense but in my mind I just kept on repeating, "Pain is weakness leaving the body." After few moments of reapeting the pain eased and I stood up.

My master stepped out from behind a rock and said over the comlink, "Troopers, state your locations." The clones announced where they were. Only one of them were harmed in the explosion so I felt kind of stupid for getting hurt. But I justice it by my inexperience. Soon I will learn everything right.

Obi-wan turned around and glanced at me. He noticed the dark red patch on the side of my grey tunic. He said to me, "When we get back to the plane we'll fix that." I nodded in reply. It didn't hurt that much but I don't want to die from blood loss or infection. The whole way back he kept checking on me to make sure the wound hadn't killed me yet. Each time he did I would roll my eyes. Is he overprotective or what? Walking became boring so I started jumping from rock to rock. It was almost four feet between the rocks so it was a little bit of a challenge. I try not to use the force but I have to admit that sometimes I did. When that got boring I did spins in my jumps, which was a lot more fun. That is, until I missed a rock and fell down. I hit the dirt. Even though I got up right away Obi-wan still looked worried and made me walk the rest of the way to the ship.

The med droid was soooo annoying! It only made my side hurt worse. Then it had to bandage up my hands, which might have been split open in the fall. I glared, unblinking, at it until it said, "If you continue not blinking you will gain permenant damage to your eyes." The last thing I wanted was to be blind as well as sick with cancer. I hate medical droids. Why can't they just let it heal on its own? My master said, "You remind me of young Ahsoka and Anakin, my former padawan." I nodded. Ahsoka? Certainly. Other than the not talking I'm a lot like her. Anakin? Well I think that I would have to meet him to know. Soon we arrived back at the temple. A week later we were sent on another mission along with Ahsoka and her master.

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	4. Chapter 4

**Star wars belong to G. Lucas ... or/and to Disney...**

**Author's note : This is how I imagine the story "Silent" myself. A friend of mine didn't check this chapter entirely so I can only hope that there won't be many grave mistakes...**

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What's one of the worst thing that can happen? You, your sister-like friend and your master are in the ship driven by Anakin Skywalker. We happend to be in this situation on the orbit of planet Felucia. All four of us fastened our seat belts. I don't know what's wrong with the man! He is fine pilot in battle, I saw that much on our earlier mission. But send few vultures at him when he's not in 'battle state' and you have him cooked!

"Do you think the same thing as me, Obi-Wan?"

"Of course I don't, Anakin!"

We wore oxygen masks and prepared to catapult.

"Why is that that when you're driving we always crash?!" I snapped my fingers. The sign mean that I agree with Ahsoka.

"Hey, I crashed with you only one time,"protested Anakin. Yeah that's right. One time too many. And that mean that this is second time in three weeks! "And besides that's not my fault that we are flying a ship like this!"

We were flying directly at rock wall. I closed my eyes to concentrate. If I catapult too late I will splash on this wall. Nice Silent-Cami blot in the middle of wall. What a beautiful abstract painting!

"Wait... NOW!" We catapult ourselves in air. Painting will have to wait! I bounced now in big ball and could feel my master's discomfort. He didn't like being casted very much. I figure it out when he FINALLY let me drive speeder, and after my nice riding vomited. Needless to say I am 'not allowed to drive untill my fifty'. That was exactly his words but I don't think it's possible. We are in a war after all and I will have to drive sometime when he won't be able or in other cases. That was one of predominant arguments to let me sit behind the wheel.

Moments after I hit ground my ball opened up. Anakin and Obi-Wan were standing already. "They had more experience surely," I 'told' Ahsoka who climbed out at the same time as me. She smirked and point secretly at our masters and whispered,"Watch this,"and added louder "In which direction will we go?"

"We have to have a plan, we can't go circling without purpose,"said my master.

"You always tell me to listen to my instinct and my instinct is telling me to go in this direction."Anakin pointed to the right.

"I don't think it's good idea. We should go in this direction."My master pointed to the left.

"Then why are you asking my opinion? You don't like my style anyway."

"We crushed in your style." Ahsoka smirked to me and nodded behind herself. There was a smoke in the distance. I would of seen this earlier too but my attention was on our masters.

"Very funny. I see that your humor has sharpened."

"You have enough? Or will we wait a while longer?"Asked me my friend with smile. I smiled back and signed "enough". That was funny sight. Two jedi masters arguing about the way, not one of them right.

"It's always something positive."

"Okay, when you stop arguing, please notice the smoke on horizon, this is the direction in which Silent and I will go." Both master Obi-Wan's and Anakin's expressions were priceless. I waved to them ostentatiously and headed with Ahsoka the right way. They followed us of course when they stopped looking at us in shock.

During our trip I looked closer at plants of Felucia. They were nothing like my homeworld's or that planted on Coruscant. They were big, light purple or blue and looking like they consisted of flattened balls. Soon we saw the village.

"Maybe they will lend us a ship." We walked the way heading into the village, aside were small fields with some plants. Obi-Wan said that it was nysillus. Very expensive, medicinal herb. It was strange there weren't any villagers, though houses didn't look abandoned. Anakin suggested to check in barn. As strange as it was we followed him to the big doors. He opened them and we saw big, equiped ship. It would do just fine for us but firstly we have to asked its owner.

"It doesn't look like the ship of farmer,"observed Ahsoka. I nodded and spread my arms.

"You're right, Silent. It has too big turrets" nodded Anakin. I teached them my basic signs. I pointed in direction of a house, then signed to Ahsoka,"we should check it first."

"Yeah. That's what normal people would do. But we all spend too much time in presence of Anakin Skywalker, the strangest human in the world,"she signed to me back.

"Stop this. It's unnerving when nobody know what you two are talking about,"complained strangest man in the world.

"If it bother you then you should learn our language."

"I would, if your lessons wouldn't be so painful." Ahsoka and I grinned.

On each lesson we demonstrated few gestures, then we... well Ahsoka asked Anakin what that mean. Good answer- next question, wrong answer- I hit him a book. Sometimes when we were in particular foul mood, we specially did very fast similiar gestures. Last time we found nice, colorful and really big encyclopedia. Anakin escaped to library. It have to be strange sight. 'Hero with no fear' running from two small girl carrying together big book. Of course we didn't have ocassion to hit him because master Nu come. We didn't risk. I am scared of this librarian, I saw her in action when some youngling accidentally knocked books and datapads off of the shelf. I could swear her eyes were yellow.

We parted. I and Obi-Wan walked into one of house. There wasn't any sign of owner though. Then I felt that Ahsoka have problem and ran to her. Obi-Wan sense it too but I reached my friend first.

Four strangers were standing and aiming at Ahsoka and Anakin.

"We don't want problems,"said Anakin. Then one of strangers with grey-green skin and strange hat said something in his deep voice."Numbers aren't always the most important."

"Four on one is a very difficult fight, even for a jedi." The orange-skinned female have in contrast very high, almost child-like voice. Wait, did she say 'one on four'? I was ready to show her just how easy would be to just kill her for me or Ahsoka. Then her counting would be right. We jedi are worth at least four scum like them.

"You want to said three on four,"stated my friend.

"We don't count you two, little ones,"growled encased in grey-yellow armor creature. They will pay for this! But before I could make a move my master and some small alien stepped between us.

"Stop! Don't you see that they are jedi. Our rescue!"Said alien to zabrak woman. Ahsoka looked at me in confusion and I shrugged. I didn't know what alien mean too.

"Did you forgot about our contract, Cassil?"asked zabrak clearly angered.

"But jedi can help."

"I am sorry, but what help do you expecting?" Cassil gestured to lower our weapon.

"With pirates."

Cassil explained to us that the pirates want nyssilus and they are threatening that if they won't give them it willingly, they will destroy village and take nyssilus themselves. But farmers can't give it because they wouldn't have enough money to live. And so they hired bounty hunters, because it was cheaper for now they want us to help them. Well I don't know exactly what I should think about it. I have to come back to Coruscant in six days for chemiotherapy. Helping this creatures will take some time surely...but even if we won't help them we still don't have a ship. Ahsoka wanted to help aliens, Obi-Wan doesn't. Anakin was more on yes than no.

I was using my wig for some time now. I didn't think before that cancer is serious matter. Illness as illness. Well now I know better than that. I forgot about chemotherapy once and was in such pain that I really wanted to tell my master about it. Luckily or not I couldn't because he was few kilometers on the other side of battle. Chemo kits only stopped cancer for three or four days, then illness came back and started at point it stopped. To cure it I have to have chemiotherapy once a week or so. I didn't expect this mission to take more than two days in the worst case and took only one kit.

I needed to breath fresh air and went out of small hause, so different than buildings on Coruscant. There were some children playing and laughing. They had big eyes and were so little, not tall enough to reach my waist. I smiled. Short and small is cute! That's my saying... or thinking? I looked at the stars. Everything here was so different than what I saw on planets I was. It was beautiful here, the air was fresh and plants colorful. I wondered if the planets I fought on were as colorful before war as Felucia.

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